Discovery

Live by the Oath...

The strip club. I hated this place. Personally, I didn't have a clue why Uncle Toni couldn't just buy them out and get cash directly from them, but it wasn't my place to ask. And if Tiny knew, he wasn't saying .
" Alright Patty, enough of your thoughts . Let's go collect another late payment. "
His voice was deep, and rough , but that wasn't too surprising . Even for a short guy he was barrel chested, so I guess it was understandable. I got out of the car and walked to the door, opening it for Tiny. Not because he was short , although that was reason enough , but he was a senior solider , so for reasons of respect. As I walked in behind Tiny, a tall, topless Latina girl walked up to us with a tray of drinks in her hand.
" How may I help you boys ? " she asked with a smile.
" We need to see Desmond. " Tiny replied sternly .
" Right this way. " she said, turning and shaking her hips lewedly as she walked . I shook my head slightly and walked behind her . As we walked past the bar, a number of patrons have us the drink eye , and a few even hateful stares. I gave a warning cough to Tiny .
" We know where he is, might I ask why you have to show us there ? " Tiny asked the dancer, both letting me know he was aware and asking a question that had been on both of our minds since the door.
" Well, now you need someone to show the way since you are...... Esteemed guests " she replied and I could feel a hint of venom in her voice. I began to reach for my M1911 in my arm holster, then returned it to my side. I had another pistol and a knife, but this wasn't the time to use them. I simply followed as we got to a wooden door. The dancer knocked thrice, and the door opened. She led us inside, then left, closing the door behind her.
" So, gentlemen, how may I help you? " Desmond asked, lighting a cigar.
" You owe some protection money to Uncle Toni. " Tiny replied, his feet dangling just above the floor.
" This money? " he asked, pulling out a suitcase from under the desk and opened it.
" Yes, that money. " Tiny replied, standing to take it. As he did, I saw a piece of steel cable flash across my vision, before something tightened around my throat. I held my breath, not panicking . I stood up suddenly, the motion pulling the assassin forward. I knew that Fucking door hadn't opened on its own! With that thought , I slammed my skull into the bridge of his nose and he fell back, the wire falling limp. I grabbed across the desk, grabbing a handful of the retreating Desmond's hair and slamming his head into the desk. With my vision fully restored I saw that he now has a broken nose. Probably improved his looks too. Keeping hold of his hair, I turned just in time to see Tiny pull his knife from the testicles of his assailant.
" That was not a smart move, Desmond" Tiny said as he straightened his tie. Desmond let out a small moan, and I slammed his head into the desk again.
" I don't think he's conscious anymore, Tiny. " I said.
" Let's make sure he stays that way" he replied, and I handed him a pillow. He put it on top of Desmond's head, put his pistol to his head, and pulled the trigger. The only sound to be heard over the music was the sound of the slide clacking back into place.